Now my sister’s husband didn’t love her no more And he runned off with a skinny little whore And left her sittin’ around the house with a couple of kids She just lays around in that muumuu gown Old girl put on about 35 pounds One day I went over to her house and I said, “Hey, sis”If you wanna fix what troubles you Just ease down to the VFWAnd you’ll walk through the door and turns those boys’ heads For most of those boys it’s been awhile Just show a little leg and that Marlboro smile And if that don’t work out for you, girl, ask for Fred. She was walking back through the tunnel as well back to me, only now she was carrying a goddamn Barrett M82 in her hands. " " Center tower from the SWAT team, figured we'd need it more than we do." " That thing fires the same shit your MG does, y'know that, right? " " Fuck off." " Babe got herself a cannon. They put it in a tram car full of people, can you believe that? Sikorsky, Lockheed-Martin, Mil, they'll all look like low quality crap when this flies! Wayne Airspace could use guys like you." " After the assholes I tore Bruce, I doubt I'll be anywhere near Wayne. I haven’t seen that guy in years, and I can’t say that I’m all that disappointed. Indian chiefs with their old beliefs know the balance is undone.

Dickens is the next storytellers fest, so I'll give that a pass as usual. I do my best to limit my disrespect to the assholes, jackoffs, scumbags, hacks, losers, and boring-as-fuck posers.(Which, if you think about it, is everybody left around the goddamned circle, really.)Once, it's an aberration. Just not worth it when the clock matters to you, and you just can't break free of its hands around your throat. Like Steve Jobs and Apple fans or something." ".....interestingly put. There's nothing about Lexcorp getting anywhere close to solving the straining problem, just all the money they wasted and then it's scheduled scrapping." " I think it's pretty funny. Access police reports on that thing, see if he poked his head out any time recently." "On it..........." "What? Eventually, Ebbe will decide how policy is made, who will help shape it, and who to "test" it on before it's announced. it's useful for a small group of folks, but for most folks... Look over the trolling-posts from Daniel, Saffia, and others and you'll see what people TRULY care about. ELSEWHERE I posted a nicer version of this rant on the SL forums. The biggest thing to look for is how Peter Gray continues to use the "SL Media" as a focus group to shape the message, but fails to answer any of the actual questions the customers need answered.

You know, because another one might grow up and become president.(Fuck you if you aren't laughing, you racist.)Still, it's the lack of respect that crackpots like Corwyn have for the others that annoys the fuck out of me. Linda and I took him on together and he kicked both our asses without breaking a sweat." " Oh...no, that's...yikes...." " Yep...." " Hey! Lexcorp dropped million on the project just to try and fix this before giving up." " So basically to beat Bane, we just gotta last longer than him." " Seems like it. We just gotta make him work hard for a bit and he'll pretty much kill himself without even realizing it." "Well, let's find the son of a bitch and end him already. The biggest thing to look for is how Peter Gray continues to use the " SL Media" as a focus group to shape the message, but fails to answer any of the actual questions the customers need answered.

With all that said, if you don't want your photo included here JUST SAY SO. No need to be a gigantic cocksucker, it's totally fine to just lighten the fuck up, I'll still take your photo off if you ask me in way that is a little more easy going and a little less fucking douchebag. " " I was a victim of this town from day 1, Liz. " " Y'know, sometimes I ask that myself....right now I really wish it wasn't me." " I just....it's so unbelievable....." " Liz, look, I can tell you're not having any fun with this. One without the real me in it." " W-what? You're my only famile left, I don't want to lose you! " " Cousin, you said I was family to you and that you loved me.... Anyway, the jackoff that nearly killed you is still alive." " B-but you killed him! Although I hadn’t warmed up to him instantly I hadn’t reached the point of disgust yet either. Oh, and while I'm griping, what group of assholes attacks a vault, manages to succeed, and scatters the survivors to the wasteland wind? Now I'm stuck out here, walking around from place to place like a lost puppy because my home is gone. Next settlement I find I'm telling someone to start making maps again.

I've lost so much to the same kind of shit I tried to protect you from a few days ago....you're alright, by the way." " You're lucky you're in good health, too! If you don't ever wanna see me again, I understand. I don't care who you are, you're family to me and I love you, too...." "...that's one of the nicest things anyone's ever said to me in my entire life, Liz..." "....do you have a suitcase? " " Ah, shit...gonna have to explain this to you, too." " Explain what? " " The government knows who I am, Liz and now they've got me doing their dirty work rather I want to or not, else you and everyone else I care for get's one between the eyes." " Oh mon Dieu... " " Well, I'm going to your homeland, actually. They had photos of the body, the stab wound was unsurvivable! Big brother was keeping an eye on him wherever he went and he's been sticking around in Wymarcie with his army. Then the words that started to dribble out of this man’s mouth they started to become very foreign to me. All these jackoffs at the office, the rapist in the pool. I miss those giant steel hallways, and the metallic taste on the water. I don't even care if I have to adopt a kid, make it think maps are the most important things ever invented, give it the life mission of map making, then abandoning it so it'll be motivated.